The Lost Hero

2 Years

???'s POV:
Huff, huff. Shit, the loan-sharks are getting closer. FUCK. I ran through the general crowd, almost crashing into a baby carriage. Dashing and suddenly turning right I ended up in an one way alley. "Fuck," I muttered,"Should've known not to trust that broken ass GPS." "Hey Mr. Kagami, isn't it about time you returned to 5,000,000 yen that you own us?" spit the loan shark as his four big ass bodyguards closed up on me. "Fine if I must," I sighed. "Great, see guys, we don't need to always use violence," he said almost as if he was trying not to laugh. I lunged kicking one of the bodyguards in the face. "I hope this works," I said, "Flow like a river, lift to the skies." The earth around me started to move; small pebbles of rock floated up into the air. In a split second the rocks all flew towards the single body guard, rendering him completely useless. I snickered, "Sometimes, violence is always the an-." Before I finished my sentence one of them sneaked up on me and knocked me to the ground. Right before I fainted a slight green blur lunged towards the men.

-Transition, Woo Woo-

My head stun while I slowly got up. I scanned my surroundings, 4 unconscious guards and one blood soaked loan shark. "Who, no, what did this?" I asked myself. "Is calling someone who saved your ass a 'what' nice?" a rough voice said. I turned back finding myself looking at a green hair guy wearing a golden mask covering his lower part of his face. He was wearing a green hoodie and red converses. "About 5"11," I muttered. Wait, I know him. "Aren't you Midoriya Izuku?!" I asked, " I would recognize those puffy green hair anywhere!" He turned his back on me, it seems that I picked a touchy subject to talk about. He sighed, "Don't ever call me Izuku ever fucking again."

Izuku's POV:
I knew not putting on my hood was a bad idea. Now this queer knows who I am. I sighed. "Well, I'll be going now," I said. "Wait!" He shouted, "I-I"be been a big fan ever since the U.A. tournament." I smiled ever so slightly, this is gonna be fun. "O really, well I'm not giving out autographs so scram," I spat coldly. To my surprise his excitement didn't fade. In the next few minutes he told me how he wanted to be an U.A. student but he had failed the test a few years back. He was well, reminiscent of who I was a few years back. I smiled, "Hey you, do you happen to know what vigilante is?"